Sheng Tang had not returned to her room.
She was wearing soft and warm pajamas, sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, talking with Gu Shiting.
"...Were those years difficult to endure?" Sheng Tang asked him.
In her palm was still the ring, and when she tried it on her finger, it was a size too big.
She used to not be as thin as she is now.
Since she had accepted the ring, Sheng Tang no longer avoided the past and started talking with Gu Shiting.
The conversation was heavy, but after speaking, would they both feel lighter?
Gu Shiting gave a bitter smile.
He leaned on the other end of the sofa and also took off his shoes.
His feet rested near Sheng Tang’s, able to touch her toes in the cashre socks.
He sighed, "There’s nothing much worth ntioning about . But you, are there still signs of depression returning?"
Sheng Tang smiled slightly, "I knew Brother Zhou couldn’t keep things to himself; he would tell you everything."
She looked up and saw the sorrow on Gu Shiting’s face.
She stopped joking and thought seriously, "Ever since reconciling with my mom, I’ve rarely felt despair—sorry, it wasn’t your leaving that gave a sense of despair, you don’t know how much I cherish my current family."
Gu Shiting nodded.
Perhaps boys don’t rely as much on their original family as girls do.
He couldn’t empathize, but he tried his best to understand.
To understand Sheng Tang’s worries.
"In the end, my mom forgave ," Sheng Tang said. "However, if she knew I was here with you tonight, she’d probably be very angry."
She slightly smiled at this.
But Gu Shiting felt a tightness in his heart.
He imdiately said, "We don’t have to tell her! Look, many female celebrities don’t make their marriages public, we can do the sa. If you don’t want to get married, we can just live together; if you do, we can sneak away and get married abroad.
This, not telling your family, I don’t mind. For your career, a secret marriage only brings benefits, no downsides. Didn’t you say, sotis you even need to fabricate scandals?"
Sheng Tang: "..."
She glanced speechlessly at Gu Shiting.
To him, she seed quite selfish.
She looked into his eyes, "I haven’t promised you anything..."
She hadn’t agreed to return to him, yet he was already planning living together or marriage.
Gu Shiting: "..."
The room suddenly fell into silence.
After a minute of silence, Gu Shiting reached out with his foot and lightly tapped Sheng Tang’s foot.
Seeing that Sheng Tang didn’t pull away, he boldly slid his foot under hers, letting her step on the top of his foot.
His humble gesture of goodwill made Sheng Tang’s heart feel both sour and soft.
She finally gave him a definitive answer, "I can’t give you a tiline. When Gu Jiahui decides to get married, we can try being together in secret, just as long as my mom doesn’t find out."
A smile appeared on Gu Shiting’s face.
He knelt up, pulling Sheng Tang into his arms.
Gu Jiahui was bound to get married sooner or later, and so was Sheng Tang his, sooner or later.
The rest was just a matter of ti.
Ti wasn’t an issue; Gu Shiting had waited six years and had slowly grown accustod to enduring this passage of ti.
As long as there was hope, he was willing to endure.
And for Sheng Tang, her heart was suddenly filled with sothing.
After breaking up with Gu Shiting, a piece of her heart had always felt empty, leaving her feeling hollow all these years.
In this mont, she finally found him again, and let herself go.
"Grandma, don’t bla ." She nestled in Gu Shiting’s embrace, gently closing her eyes.
She thought, perhaps grandma really wouldn’t bla her.
In this world, the person who cherished her the most was definitely grandma, even her parents ca after grandma.
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